Trash of the Count's Family

The red ships surrounded the golden ship.

Choi Han and the Knight Captain jumped aboard the golden ship and stopped behind Cale. The Dark Elf Tasha and young lady Amiru were also standing behind Cale.

“Cale-nim.”

Choi Han called out toward Cale as the representative. He could see the ocean that Cale was currently looking at. There were corpses floating up next to the debris.

Choi Han slowly approached Cale. He could see the frown on Cale's face.

‘…He really has a soft heart.’

Cale started to speak.

“How peaceful.”

His voice sounded tired.

Fatigue was evident in every word he spoke. Everybody became quiet after hearing Cale's tone. Although he had said something nice, the weight and sorrow in his voice made them all shut up.

One of the nobles suddenly thought about something after hearing the word, ‘peaceful.’ He was able to recall this information because he had been thinking about the Henituse household this entire battle.

He subconsciously said it out loud.

“…There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness.”

The unexpected voice made everyone turn their gazes toward the noble who spoke. The nobles tilted their heads at this statement that sounded somewhat familiar.

They felt as if they had heard it before, but they could not remember clearly where they had heard it.

Cale responded to the noble at that moment.

“I guess you know of our family motto.”

The Henituse household’s motto.

The expressions on the faces of the nobles quickly changed. Figuring out the source of this statement made them unable to speak.

They could see the look of sorrow on Cale's face even as he started to smile.

The people on board could tell how much weight the phrase, ‘peace and happiness,’ had on the Henituse family.

“…Ho.”

One of the nobles let out a gasp.

He had been jealous of how Cale had played a pivotal role in a historic battle. However, the person who made that contribution preferred peace and happiness rather than fame.

The noble who had gasped realized something.

‘Having that mindset probably allowed him to be able to do this.’

He had heard that Count Henituse had opened up their wallets in order to provide food and farming tools to the citizens. He had also spent money on the naval base and the castle wall.

The Henituse household's mindset.

The reason they had stayed out of the fight for power until now. They had only moved for the peace and happiness of the Roan Kingdom.

Silence filled the deck once again.

At that moment, Cale was also thinking about his family motto.

‘There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness instead.’

‘The people of old truly were wise.’

Cale was in awe of his ancestor's mindset.

Forget history, being full and warm was the best. Thinking about that made Cale think that he was suffering right now.

He started to frown even more.

He was not just suffering now, he was starving.

‘What did I ever do to deserve this?’

Cale started to speak to console himself, knowing that he was suffering now in order to have 50 years of peace.

Cale’s desire to go home and lay around in bed was relayed to the red ships surrounding them.

“Let’s go back.”

Everybody heard his voice.

“To our land.”

Let’s go back to our land.

The Roan Kingdom’s citizens bit down on their lips instead of cheering.

They had somewhere to return to and they were alive and able to go home.

feeling at peace for still being alive instead

resembled the migration of birds were gone, while the golden

command remained on the peaceful ocean. These ships were left here in order to find the enemy corpses that were either floating or sinking

cruel for their enemies, Cale knew that there were many people who were sinless

the remaining ships finish surveying the area before turning around. The golden ship made its way back to

was the thought on Cale's mind as he

eat as soon

of the results, Cale did not get

much for him to

not help but

“Ha, haha-”

was echoing

with both hands once he was done laughing about it. He had not felt like this

have trusted

hands to

an old man wearing a robe

the old mage from

at the old man

is barely

Raon had said that.

breathing. He's right about to die, however,

body was injured. His skin was blue as if he had been hit by all sorts of magic spells and poison. His mana circle must have also broken during the

turned toward Raon, who was not invisible as they were the only ones there. Raon slowly avoided his gaze as On and Hong slowly walked away toward the corner of the underground prison with

Raon started to mumble.

blood needed to pour out. They shouldn’t be allowed to have an easy death. We need to rip them to shreds and then cut

“I agree!”

job this time.

let it go since even the silver kitten, On, agreed with the other

The children averaging nine-years-old.

he really

discussion with

That was disappointing.

on their robes.

Plop.

the table with the torture instruments. The gloves had long turned black from

back his hair

should be able to talk once

be

and the

then see

“…Gasp!”

soon

The magic spearman.

arts, the

and tried to turn away, however, he

is not respectful to turn away when our

grabbed the magic spearman by the hair, made it impossible

look at Ron as he started to shake

this to be

at all, so why

confused Cale looked toward Ron. Ron smiled back at him, which

scariest old man

if he was not

shaking

first

spearman could not

emotions were in his

made Cale

Hong’s poisonous fog, Choi Han's black aura, and Ron's stealth and

had definitely

valley with the Elf

same people who had

but had no

faced those same

spearman looked up at

numerous times. That leader then slowly crouched down

who I am,

made the magic spearman’s eyes

Cale's voice at

smart. You know when to

magic spearman’s back turn

that this was not the first time they had met, and that he would not live to see another day if he told

make eye contact with Cale, however, the magic spearman did not raise his head to look at

kept his gaze focused on

the difference between people he should look at and the people

“You really are smart.”

he heard Cale's voice, the magic spearman felt a sense of

could their true identities

master who needed to recover, so what was this cold

magic spearman did

did. He just chose to look down at the ground and think about

quietly observed the

treat him like her own older brother. Although Hannah had truly considered them to be siblings, the magic spearman

people who stabbed people in the back were always